Freestyle 2

i am what moves & deftly climbs from this and that, to you & i. profound and unseen. never before have we tasted so finger lickin good, the sound of truth like a horn in your ear. like a siren in your mind. speakin loud for those who've been intellectually deafened. never knew what they was missin. like a smart missile droppin bombs in your womb. the damage moving throughout your system. the shrapnel done tore through your heart stoppin just short of the cortex. cause there you can make it right. make it fit. make it sing and make it rip. just spit the truth and the words will heal wounds. be just so careful. for them wolves of fear are lurkin. measuring your every word. is it cool? is it correct? does the grammar inspire my intellect? this i can say and i'll say it but once. trust in yourself, dig in your bones, pull that shit out and blow it up holmes